Academy Dropout Is Too Strong

3. Cheon Youha (1)

-How do you want to live?

One day, to such a question, he spat out the obvious answer, ‘I want to live well.’

I will become stronger than anyone else, press the noses of all the guys who ignore me, and live with a smile.

Even though he was expelled and rolled around like a dog for ten years, he never forgot that wish.

Some might call it snobbish, but how clear is the feeling of buying a car, getting my own building, and filling in something I lacked one by one.

If I had a good academic background or had overwhelmingly good skills, I wouldn’t have to work hard, but living with my body is the way it is.

But in my later years, I was able to hold on to money and develop my skills.

Wasn’t that why I didn’t feel the need to work harder and tried to rest?

‘Well, because of the Jeongma War, everything went awry.’

Still, the level rose a lot while going through the war. It is said that the end was death, but I became a master enough that I would not have wished for if it had been me in the past.

However, it seems there is no end to human greed.

Even though he died and was resurrected, he was not satisfied with his castle.

Since I survived, I wanted to become much stronger and more successful.

I wanted to suck some honey properly because I came back to the line of ‘report of martial arts’.

‘… … In my previous life, I couldn’t enjoy the benefits properly and was expelled.’

This school was a place where masters and talents were more abundant than anywhere else in the world.

A treasure island where crazy immortals sprinkled benefits everywhere to grow the late index like crazy.

Ten years later, it is the most suitable neighborhood to come up with a plan until the Jeongma Daejeon.

He had the level of his previous life, so if he had the time, he was confident that he could beat all the top-ranked guys.

‘… … The problem is that I don’t have much time.’

This f*cking school—the leader—was a crazy place where all students who were below the first class were expelled as soon as the first semester ended.

No, if that’s the case, why would you be a first-class cadet?

In any case, my current skill level is 15 years, and even at the top level, it took me a year to reach the peak with a small amount.

Normally, it was clear that he would not be able to raise the level in time, so he had to find a way.

From now on, you must be busy following the class or struggling to become a martial artist at your peak.

But that wasn’t a reason to cut corners on what was supposed to be done on a regular basis.

Click-.

When I turned on the lights, the training room and seniority room, where I had been together for a longer time than the dormitory, caught my eye.

Feeling happy for a while, I sat cross-legged on top of the chukgi assistant drawn in the middle of the room.

I’m guessing from the moment I roughly regressed, but it’s time to properly contemplate how trash my body is.

Before I knew it, I was using Taegeukgong (太極功), a simbeop that I had been with for decades.

Taegeuk, a martial art that harmonizes Yin and Yang.

It was a time to draw my own universe and a moment to know everything about myself.

‘… … what?’

As I turned the soju stream, I soon realized the ideal.

Is the efficiency of this crazy school insanely good, befitting a training room built with money?

Or is it because even after becoming a top-notch body, the knack remains?

Even though it wasn’t a special method to build up energy, the energy came in like a wave.

gurgling-! Compared to my current inner strength, countless energy came to me.

I was worried because the condition of my muscles and blood vessels was so messed up, but the start was not as bad as I thought.

Yes, I’m only starting at the first class, but this was just great.

I was happy to circulate energy through my body.

─Daejucheon (大周天)

I drew Taegeuk.

***

“Ah, it’s sweet!”

I had a lot more energy than I thought.

I have a hunch that I will collect the dust and reach my goal very soon.

I hurried my steps while nodding my head in satisfaction.

It’s 11:00 at night.

Thinking of going to school tomorrow, it was a good time to hurry back and lie down.

However, since the school was so large, the distance between the training center and the dormitory was far.

2, 30 minutes on foot is enough to walk.

It was fun to run, but when I thought about going back, I felt sorry that I should have used the facilities in the dormitory.

‘Still, the seniority room in the training building is much better.’

well, i can’t help it

Choosing efficiency like that, I decided to take a walk for about 10 minutes.

If you make plans for the future in your head, you will arrive soon.

yes how far

As I nodded my head with such thoughts, a strange sight suddenly entered my field of vision.

“What the f*ck.”

Someone had fallen in front of me.

was not a person

To be precise, a guardian guarding the front of the building.

This is the office of the faculty of the Shaman Club, one of the leading faculties.

An invincible research building that is protected by an autonomous security system from morning to evening and is jokingly called 【Golem Dungeon】.

The golem that was supposed to guard the entrance was lying down with a hole in its chest.

‘… … How much was that?’

Guard Golem—I think I’ve heard that it’s an object created with the goal of dealing with the highest level of unmanned, at least for the price of an apartment.

So now I was facing a scene where the school budget was blown away. Why would a golem break on its own?

“… … .”

Looking at the sudden sight, I picked up the terminal as soon as I came to my senses.

Wouldn’t it be neat to report it without bothering to get entangled?

yes that is wise

T-D-DD-DD-T-DD-…

Tapping the terminal so quickly, before I pressed the report button for the last time, I remembered once again how tough this school is.

It is a school where the principal is a freshman and the principal is a dragon. More powerful than the Hogu Watt next door?

I’d rather get hurt while doing the dance, a place where there’s no problem with other crimes.

I calculated the possibility that the culprit who destroyed this golem was a demon king-level powerful enough to turn away their eyes.

‘No, common sense wouldn’t do that.’

If the king of the end game that appears ten years later comes out from the first day, I don’t have a conscience, and if that happened, I couldn’t have known about it.

“… … Rather, this is something familiar.”

Suddenly, I bent down and examined the large hole in the golem’s chest.

Somewhat familiar reverberation.

I could feel the violent yet heavy feeling unique to magic or martial arts.

“It’s a guy.”

I immediately remembered the suspect.

─Cheonma Shinkyo (天魔神敎)

Such was the energy of Cheon Yu-ha, the head of a Shinkyo school that had just entered this year and the third-ranked combat member.

He was once my classmate, and later met more often during the Great War.

I knew it well thanks to that.

If something looks interesting and seems to be stronger than he is, he’ll jump right in and see it.

Besides, what was going to happen the next day just popped into my head.

There was a guy in a wheelchair from the first day of school, and it happened that the culprit was naturally gifted.

Many students were surprised and laughed at the sight of the future Heavenly Demon being completely destroyed.

Who hit it so it broke like that? In fact, it’s all foam, and maybe it’s weaker than I thought.

Ghost stories were constantly being reproduced at the sight of those who spread such nonsense rumors becoming supercorpses tomorrow.

It was the most memorable thing from the beginning of the semester, and I wonder why it just came to my mind.

“… … Sup.”

I picked up the terminal and checked the time.

How much time had I wasted, it was slowly getting closer to midnight.

In order to go to school tomorrow with a peaceful mind, you should go back to the dormitory quickly.

However, I stepped inside the research building while gauging the air waves faintly felt in the distance.

“Well, you can do it as soon as possible.”

If it’s within the line I can handle, I’ll be able to come back soon.

In exchange for seeing comrades for the first time in a long time, it was a business that left enough for dozens of minutes.

Kiki-Kik-Kik-…

As soon as I entered the research building, I was instantly greeted with a chilly atmosphere.

The number of lights decreased and it became dark.

For some reason, even the wind felt chilly, so I put on a jumper.

“… … What is the atmosphere?”

Nevertheless, I passed through the main gate of the research building and continued to move forward.

As he was doing so, he saw every single golem lying down at a certain distance.

With one air hole on the chest.

It wasn’t just once or twice, but he thought that there must be Cheon Yu-ha in the repeated sights——.

I suddenly realized it while looking at all the golems with holes in them at a certain distance.

All of these were captured in one blow.

“… … Is this the Heavenly Demon Punch?”

As of now, I have to be careful with each golem, but it is definitely strong.

Just how big of a gap is that?

Also, how many school properties have been destroyed now.

While I was thinking about it, I suddenly slammed in front of me! Then came the sound of a golem exploding.

I was right at once. I energized my legs and went quickly.

As soon as I turned the corner of the building at the end of the run, a huge golem that looked roughly 5m tall came into view.

─Quaang!

Even the way someone stretches their fist.

‘… … I think that would be a bit expensive.’

A battle golem designed on the premise of an unmanned opponent.

It is a super-giant golem with enchantment and high-quality materials applied to it, and its ability and price are different from those of normal objects.

The head of that expensive and huge guy was flying like a golf ball.

Likewise, with one punch.

Kwaaang—!

The golem, which had lost its head in vain, collapsed to the ground.

After that, the golem slayer came down lightly.

“Hmm?”

As if he had noticed my presence right away, he turned his head and cast his gaze at me.

Without avoiding his sharp gaze, I looked at him gently.

Chun Yu-ha, the minor leader of the Heavenly Demon Church.

A monster who became a warrior at the age of 15, and will reach the end of the hwagyeong in the next five years.

Eyes met with such a monster.

I tried to look at the alumni I hadn’t seen in a long time from an objective point of view.

A personality that is extremely challenging and not afraid of humiliating defeat.

invincible invincibility.

Blood red hair.

Even the fighting tendency that prioritizes defeating the opponent first rather than taking care of oneself.

Some people called it Gwangcheonma (狂天魔) because of such an appearance.

But that’s a story of the future anyway.

Maybe that’s why, right now, a bold thought pops into my head.

i saw

Chun Yu-ha, the current cadet in the third rank in the combat division, and—

“Who the hell are you.”

——I saw a beautiful red-haired girl.